“Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.” ― Dr. Seuss

Chicken Wangs and Naked Thangs

Woops, there goes a drunk phone call to the one who makes my stomach hurt from laughing.

A brilliant mistake. Like Sticky Notes.

Our mix matched convo like picking a pair of socks in the dark. It’s a debacle of humor and gore. No no no, you’re not ready!

Why is he naked eating chicken wings? Your guess is as good as mine. But it’s quite a feat to chow down on some delicious pollo covered in whatever wonderful sauce you can dream up while standing in the nude. Bravo to you, champ; bravo to you. If only Bdubs would allow me to enjoy my Humpday Happy Hour with my Jammin Jalapeno and drank while letting the girls hang loose…glory days I tell ya.

What a good fuckin day. I had wings, alcoholic beverages, surrounded by friends, and ended the night talking to myyyy nigga.Cunt, you better visit in 2 weeks or all Hell will break loose.

Kirk Franklin just came on my Spotify hahahaha I feel like I’m sinning by drunk blogging. NEXT! lmao!

Birthday Recovery update per request of Har+New:I survived! I chugged a Dosarita on the way to Piola’s. Had wine for $3 you call it at Piola’s then wandered down to Taps for some sexy ass Bingo. Every time they call 069, it’s free shots!! Plus it was my birthday so that was just shots shots shots!Went to get my nose pierced after Taps then went out to Lumens? It got fuzzy at that point. All I know is I bust my ass at some point and woke up with a pierced nose, a swollen forehead, busted lip and tender ears (had just gotten my second hole recently). In the past few weeks, I’ve gotten a nose ring, 2 extra holes in each ear, and a tattoo. #winning.